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Chapter Three

"You've lost your mind."
"Mama."
"I'm serious. You have lost your mind."
"Oh, come on, now."
"No, Melinda, you come on! What in God's name makes you think there is any way possible to pull a wedding off in a week?!"

Melinda sighed, running a hand through her hair. Piper sat across from her, a stunned look on her face.

"Listen. We may never get another opportunity like this. Lucifer's out, and it's only a matter of time before he starts in on his plan, whatever that may be. It's quiet, and it won't stay that way for long. Dean and I just thought that—"
"Wait. This was Dean's idea, wasn't it?"

Melinda glanced away, and Piper let out a laugh.

"Well, isn't that just like a man to come up with a ridiculous, not to mention completely idiotic, idea like this."
"I agree with him, Mama. And I don't want to go to the courthouse, but if I have to…"

Piper's mouth dropped open.

"Mel."

Melinda shrugged her shoulders, and Piper narrowed her eyes, then sighed.

"Mel, you are my only daughter. My sweet baby girl. I have dreamed of your wedding your whole life. I just want it to be perfect and everything you've ever dreamed of."

Melinda smiled.

"Mama, all I've ever dreamed of is upstairs, still sleeping in my bed."

Piper smiled, letting out a quiet laugh. Melinda looked down at her hands, smiling as she spoke.

"I used to think it was the wedding, you know? That I needed the big church, and all the people, the dress, the cake. But now, I realize that I don't care where it happens, just as long as it does. As long as Dean's there, the details just don't add up to much."

Tears shimmered in Piper's eyes as she reached across the table. Melinda took her hand, and after a minute, Piper sighed.

"What's today?"
"Wednesday."

Piper nodded. She thought for a minute, then let out a breath.

"Okay. If we work our tails off every possible second of the day, we may be able to pull this off. However, I can't do it in a week, and who gets married on a weekday, anyway? We'll do Saturday."
"As in—"
"10 days from right now. Will that work for you?"

The smile that crossed Melinda's face was answer enough for her mother. Melinda jumped up and ran to the other side of the table, wrapping her mother up and kissing her cheeks. Piper laughed, shooing her away.

"If we're going to do this, we need to get started yesterday. We don't have time for all this sleeping."

Piper stood up, walking to the back door and swinging it open.

"Leo!"

She came back to Melinda.

"You have to tell your father."

Melinda nodded as Leo walked in the house, with little Kate at his heels. Kate walked over to Piper, who lifted her up, helping her wash her hands at the sink. Leo walked over and kissed the top of Melinda's head before walking to wash his own hands. Piper carried Kate out of the kitchen, leaving Melinda and Leo alone. Melinda sighed as Leo grabbed a dishrag to dry his hands on.

"What's on your mind, pretty girl?"

Melinda smiled, looking up to him. She brought her shoulders up, then let them fall as she spoke.

"I'm getting married next Saturday, Daddy."

Leo's face fell, and Melinda felt her heart twist in her chest. She stood up, and Leo turned to the sink, bracing his hands on the sides. Melinda sighed, then walked over to the sink, wrapping her arms around Leo and pressing her face against his back. He let out a long sigh, then reached up to pat her hand. His voice was quiet, and made tears come to Melinda's eyes.

"I'm going to tell you what I told Dean. It's not that it's him; it's that it's anyone. You're my baby, Mel. My sweet little girl that always looked up to me, that used to follow me around and cry for me to hold her. The one that called me "Leo" until she was two."

Melinda smiled at that, though a tear fell onto Leo's back. Leo sighed again, then turned around, taking her face in his hands.

"I don't want you to marry anyone, baby, because I don't want to give you away."

Melinda smiled and took a shaky breath.

"You won't, Daddy. We'll always come back here. And I'll always be your little girl."

Leo moved to wrap Melinda in a hug, and she squeezed him tight.

"But that's because you're tall."

He threw his head back laughing at that, and Melinda couldn't help but laugh, too. Leo pressed a kiss to the top of her head, and when she pulled back, he ran a hand over her hair, then nodded. They heard a noise from the doorway, where Piper was standing, a smile on her face, Kate in her arms with her little head on Piper's shoulder. They walked in the kitchen.

"This one tell you her grand scheme?"
"A wedding in 10 days?"

Piper nodded, and Kate leaned over, Leo easily taking her in his arms, and Kate settled her head on his shoulder. Melinda reached up, running her hand over soft, dark brown bangs. Kate had Olivia's eyes, but her hair was pure Halliwell. Wyatt and Melinda had gotten their light hair from Leo, but Chris shared the dark brown hair of the Halliwells, just like Kate. Leo winked at Piper.

"You think we can pull this off?"

Piper sighed, letting her shoulders rise, then drop.

"Sure as hell hope so. Oh!"

Kate sat up, covering her mouth with one hand. Melinda glanced to her mother, and Kate smiled.

"That's a quarter in the jar. Aunt Phoebe made me a jar and every time somebody says a bad word, they have to put a quarter in my jar."

Melinda let out a laugh.

"Kid, with Dean here, you're going to make bank."

Piper and Leo laughed at that, and Piper walked over to Leo, running a hand over Kate's hair.

"Little one, you want to do me a favor?"

Kate nodded.

"I need you to go upstairs and get your daddy and Uncle Chris out of bed. You …"

Piper turned to Melinda.

"You go get Dean, and I'll get Peyton and Phoebe. And I'll call your Aunt Paige, because we have got a he—"

Kate looked to Piper, her eyes big and a smile on her face. Piper smiled.

"Heck of a lot to do."

Kate scrunched up her nose and Leo kissed her forehead before setting her on the ground. Kate took off, her hair flying out behind her, and Leo chuckled.

"She's 90 to nothing, all the time."

Melinda smiled as Leo came up and kissed her temple, then she walked upstairs. She got to her room and shut the door behind her, then turned back to lock it, just in case some little person decided to come back and see her. She slid her robe off her shoulders and climbed back into bed, rolling over to face Dean.

"I wondered where you went."

Melinda smiled and let her hand come up, gently rubbing his face. His voice was low and rumbling, that still sleepy, just-getting-up sound that made shivers run down Melinda's spine. He moved over, finding her lips with his, opening his eyes for the first time when the kiss was over. He looked down at her, smiling, and his sleepy green eyes were one of Melinda's most favorite things.

"Hi."
"Good morning."

Dean bent to kiss her again, and Melinda wrapped her arms around him. He flipped them gently, moving to where her head was on his chest, and they both sighed. Dean smiled as he ran his fingers through her hair.

"I love it when we can do this."

Melinda smiled, pressing a kiss to his bare chest.

"Well, I hope you're enjoying this, because I talked to Mama this morning."

She sat up to look at him, a big smile on her face.

"How does next Saturday sound?"
"For …?"
"Our wedding day."

Dean's eyes widened, and he smiled.

"She went for it?"
"Did you doubt me?"
"Not for a second. Except for maybe like one little second."

Melinda laughed, and Dean came over her to kiss her again. She let her hands drift into his hair, but she pulled back before he could deepen the kiss. As a sort of unspoken rule, neither of them ever did that. Dean propped himself up on his arms, looking down at her.

"You okay?"

Melinda smiled and nodded, letting her hand come up to touch his cheek.

"I just think that maybe …"
"What, baby?"
"Maybe we should wait? You know, to make our wedding more special?"

Dean closed his eyes, then let out a sigh.

"Ten days, Mel?"

She smiled, leaning up to kiss his stubbled cheek.

"You can do it, Deano. I've got faith in you. And just think of how good it will be."

Dean let out a groan and Melinda laughed.

"Come on. Mama's already circling the wagons. We've got to get a move on."

Dean nodded and climbed out of bed, stretching. That did very interesting things to the muscles in his arms and his stomach, and Melinda bit her lip. Dean chuckled to himself, then turned his back on her as they both got dressed. When Dean was lacing up his boots, Melinda sighed.

"Dean, there's something we need to talk about."
"And what would that be?"

A knock sounded at the door, a quiet little knock, and Melinda smiled. She unlocked the door with a flick of her wrist, and the door opened. Dean looked up from the bed, stopping when he saw the pretty little girl standing there, a smile on her face and a big red bow in her dark hair.

"Aunt Melinda, Nana said breakfast is ready and she's not waiting on you two. Uncle Chris said for you to get the lead out, but I don't really know what that means."

Melinda laughed and nodded.

"We'll be right down."

Kate smiled and turned away, skipping down the stairs. Dean turned back to Melinda, his eyes wide, and she smiled. Dean took in a breath.

"Who is that?"

Melinda smiled, her voice quiet and gentle.

"Her name is Kate. She's Wyatt's daughter."